Feeling like I have no strength
Can barely breathe
It's taken all hope away from me
I can't even move but I see
Everything's way too calm now
Just as if I dream of what I live
I can only think of what I've lost
Who is in control now
Cause I wonder did we fall into our own trap
Do I have to believe what I feel
Trying to turn my back to the past
But everything disappears
Do I have to believe trust myself
Am I just going mad
Do I wanna lose myself
This paranoia
Can't decide to live or fight while
I want nothingness and who would know if
I am not falling into my own trap
How would I know that it forgets
It clearly made me who I am now
It has never exceeded our limits
Only brushed against them still it's not the end
Everything looks so similar
Is it a living dream so real
What's the risk of fighting blind
Who is in control now
Cause I wonder did we fall into our own trap
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